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When it all comes down
Marted́, 11 Maggio, 2004 | Posted by Lionel Gerkin at 08:11
Sex is not about having, it's about giving.
Sometimes it just doesn't work. You thrash away, but all you feel is the other person slipping away. At the end of it, I hold my lips tight and closed. I can't speak. I feel disappointed.
Alone.
I want to apologise. But I never do. I never say a thing.
Posted by Lionel Gerkin at 11.05.04 08:11 | TrackBack